And perhaps somewhere out there the dashing young man clasps onto his damsel,
But to me happy endings seem so boring – in security there is simply no dazzle.
What is life but interlace of relationships, happiness combing and diving:
Instead, I swear to you that I shall create my very own tangle of thorns.
Under this disguise of innocent smiles and mocking giggles, I'll hide these horns,
I'll smash my glass slipper on the head of the man who tries to whisk me away.
A life of money is nothing if I am to become a delicate ornament on display –
I am not the beauty destined to save the lonesome beast,
I am the witch who cursed him, the mistake that haunts him,
I begged them not to take my breath away if they left me crying to breathe...
In my revenge, I'll grip the whimpering boys that tortured me between my teeth.
I shall live my woman-made life of sorcery, sensation and secrecy.
To you, I promise, the Queen of Thorns will always reign over the disasters she creates.
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My Own Tangle of Thorns
Puisi'Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.' I have always loved this quote. I have always loved Lolita. How the cruellest things i...
